We had an odd thing happen at Mass Saturday. Right after consecration ( the homily was about the woman requesting scraps like the dogs from Jesus btw). , so as the Priest was distributing the hosts to the Eucharist ministers a conversation started between our Priest and the minister. Father started fumbling around, I was wondering what was going on. And then he announced that there was not enough hosts for everyone, and if they ran out during distribution, could we make a spiritual communion. He said he was embarrassed to announce this. So they broke the hosts in pieces which I have see done before, and as it turned out there were alot left over. But the really odd part is after communion, he announced that he was embarrassed to run out, and apologized. And said we witnessed a miracle like feeding the five thousand. And he said he was feeling awful to make us aware of this. I thought to myself, if he takes the place of Jesus why is he embarrassed? It was weird. Then after Mass I heard one of the ministers had dropped a bowl of hosts on the floor and he didn’t want to use them … I would have taken one but maybe there is some Canon law I don’t know about. Strange things going on in churches for sure.
If anything would scare me to death it would be that I insulted God's Mother in any way, even slightly. People of other Religions might have some excuse through ignorance. But a Catholic priest? Oh I feel my anger rising even at the very thought. May God have mercy on this poor priest. Prayers. Such terrible, terrible times. Beyond sad.
I had to avoid Mass in the Monastery this past week. It was a Jesuit priest there at the time. Weird, weird stuff was going on and the priest himself made me deeply, deeply uneasy. I won't go into the details. But anyway my folks were here, I was stuck for time and I decided to risk a mass with him. But at the end of the mass he shook hands with everyone but me. Me he snubbed. \No hand shake but a look that could burn a stone. It reminded me of the Jesuit priest in Ireland in my street who shouted at me in a rage. Strange, strange, strange times.
Oh yes. That happens to me all the time. If I don’t get verbally attacked or ignored then I know I am doing something wrong. Expect it, most Carmelites deal with that. Just look at what happened to St John of the Cross. Thank God I have a sweet and easy going husband. He is a gift.
